My ears ring with his lie, and my mind races with all the reasons why he’d bother to lie for me at all. And then a small hit of adrenaline zaps down my spine. It rolled so easily off his tongue, like lying is second nature to him, and something about it… I ignore the heat spreading between my thighs. Don’t be so ridiculous, Rory. “Well, I hope you got what you needed,” Alberto says breezily. “Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to have a quick chat with you before lunch.” He looks at me pointedly. “Alone.”
